The Baron gave all his all to the party and achieved unprecedented luxury, but it was still insignificant to the Marquis. Even the beautiful maid who the Baron was proud of could not attract the Marquis. The Marquis' attention throughout the party was almost entirely on Anyang.

"On the way I came, I heard that Master Ion, you have an engagement with Confess Patrick's daughter, Viscount Patrick?"

The Marquis did not mention his grandson Cage at all.

An Yang said lightly: "At that time, Lord Patrick was just a baron. We sent troops to help Baron Patrick repel the attack of thieves. In order to express his gratitude and friendship, Lord Patrick betrothed Miss Confetti to me."

The Marquis nodded and asked again, "What happened later?"

Anyang pursed his lips and said, "Patrick's Collar is located in the transportation hub of you and the Marquis of Doug. By accepting merchants, he quickly became prosperous and prosperous. He was upgraded to a viscount in the past few years, so he seemed to want to repent."

"I heard that Miss Confessy is famous!"

"Yes, Miss Confetti is very charming."

"But how can this kind of ungrateful and treacherous practice deserve the noble status of the noble? I think Viscount Patrick is slandering the nobles under Boer, and he will be punished. I swear to you with the honor of the Boer family!"

"Thank you for your justice."

"Ha, what do you think of Miss Confes?"

Anyang was silent: "Everyone has the right to refuse to restrain and pursue freedom. She is just young, and there is nothing wrong with it."

"You are such a broad mind."

The Marquis bowed his head slightly and praised him sincerely.

Anyang smiled indifferently. He could see that the heavy losses of the Marquis would still cost Confess.

He said this not to forgive Coney, but to only forgive Coney's death penalty. After all, in his impression, Coney was just dissatisfied with his marriage with Ain, and did not break off the engagement and insult Ain as arrogantly as in some bloody stories.

The Baron was sitting next to him, but he was always strong but couldn't get in. Suddenly he felt a little old.

Listening to their conversation, the Baron couldn't help but feel deeply saddened for the Marquis's dead grandson, Cage Poll!

In fact, Cage is already engaged to Confessey. The incident has been reported to the Kofinoli family and the Patrick family, but the Marquis tacitly mentioned the matter in the conversation between the Marquis and Anyang. It seems that Confessey has nothing to do with Cate.

At this time, a group of exposed-dressed dancers were dancing and handing out wine and delicacies to several people on the main seat.

It was late at night when the party ended.

The Baron drank a lot of wine, but was not drunk, and forced the two most beautiful and charming dancers back to the room.

Anyang went out with the Marquis.

Lunan and Misha were standing at the door waiting for him. The two pretty girls were dressed in an extremely attractive manner, but he waved his hands: "I have something to talk about with the Marquis, so don't follow me. It's not too early now. You can go back and take a rest."

"Yes, Brother Ion."

Lunan and Misha immediately saluted well, and were very awe of the Marquis and him, turning around and disappearing into the darkness.

Anyang made a gesture of invitation: "Let's go, sir."

"OK."

The Marquis was a little old and had difficulty walking, but his eyes were still bright in the darkness. He looked at Sheriel, who was following Anyang with his sword and had to admit that this was the big knight who killed Alan in seconds, and was a little silent for a moment.

In fact, when the remaining knight who informed returned to Boer City, the Marquis did not completely believe what he said.

Because the Knight's mouth Sheriel is so young and seductive!

Usually every big knight is the treasure of the Federation. They can not only gallop on the battlefield alone, but also fight against the enemy's high-end force with powerful and balanced strength. However, big knights are too rare and the conditions for becoming big knights are too harsh.

A knight with potential often takes years of combat career to inspire the power of the great knight, so every knight is a battlefield veteran with rich combat experience, and it is difficult for hundreds of knights to give birth to a great knight.

Instead of a young and beautiful flower...

But the Marquis didn't know until now that even the peak of force in the eyes of ordinary people, the battlefield myth of the Federation may be just a servant of the mysterious person. Just the mysterious person casually created a knight's myth.

In the dark night, Anyang spoke lightly: "Marquis, although you may not care about it now, I still want to say that Master Cage's death has nothing to do with me. I just took a long way that day, and you can go back and check it out again."

"Thank you for your answer, let's stop here."

"Whatever you think, I don't need to lie to you."

“I believe you won’t lie.”

Anyang nodded and walked a few more steps forward: "I'm very happy to have a friendship with you, sir, but unfortunately, I'll leave here in a few days. After that, I plead for you to help me take care of the Kofinori family and the Kofinori family."

"It is my honor to reap the friendship of the mysterious, and a little care is nothing more than what I should do."

The Marquis's old face was still very sincere.

Anyang stopped and took out two paper cranes. The spells depicted in blood were faintly visible on the paper crane: "This is the first gift I have given you. When you encounter danger, you can wet it with water, and it will convey your will to me."

The Marquis was immediately stunned and then solemnly took the paper crane.

"Thank you for your generosity, thank you for your friendship, this...this is the greatest honor for the Boer family in hundreds of years!"

The Marquis himself came here with two plans, at least to be forgiven, and to be able to reap the friendship of the mysterious, but now he gains far more than he imagined. This kind of substantive transaction is undoubtedly much more valuable than an illusory promise.

Anyang nodded, and he undoubtedly knew this truth.

The two continued walking in the castle, talking in a low voice, with oil lamps and torches on the walls projecting erratic shadows.

Anyang originally wanted to take this opportunity to ask the Marquis for detailed information about the mysterious person, but the Marquis also knew nothing. Only then did Anyang learn that he had seen people with extraordinary abilities in his life besides himself, there were only Younu Sacrifices and some weak "trial" mysterious people.

On the contrary, the Marquis asked him about the traces and taboos of the mysterious person with a curious mind.

Anyang is in a state of laughter and cry.

In the end, he recorded the mysterious "trial" that the Marquis knew and prepared to search for it one by one after leaving the castle.

After a long time---

"Let's be here tonight, thanks to the Marquis."

"It should be that I thank you for your company, which gave me an unusual experience and increased my knowledge."

Anyang smiled humbly: "Sir, go and have a rest."

"May our friendship last forever, and I wish you a good dream tonight."

The Marquis nodded respectfully and walked back under the guidance of a maid: "Goodbye, Master Ion."

"goodbye."

Anyang smiled and nodded, and did not turn around until he left.

In order to make the Marquis realize the importance of taking care of the Kofinoli family and the weight of the two paper cranes, he just deliberately showed his strength, of course, mainly visual ornamentality, with the purpose of suppressing the unsightly Marquis.

The effect is very good!

When the Marquis disappeared, Sheriel immediately frowned: "Are you leaving Kofinoli?"

"Yes."

Sheriel was silent immediately.

Anyang looked at her and said in a deep voice: "What? What I gave you far exceeded your original promise, and you only need to pay for one month of loyalty. Next is the body of freedom. No matter where you are, you can get whatever you want yourself."

"No, I didn't mean that!" Sheriel quickly explained and fell into silence again.

"What do you mean?"

Sheriel lowered her head and stopped talking.

An Yang frowned, ignored her and continued to walk forward: "It's already very late now, you go back and rest."

"……yes."

When I walked out of the room, there was obviously someone inside.

"Aren't you let them both go back?"

An Yang frowned and pushed open the door. He saw a slim figure sitting in front of the desk in his room, looking at the serial lightning spell model he had written a few days ago. He was shocked when he heard the sound of pushing the door, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ain, are you back?"

"It's my cousin!"

An Yang's tone was a little surprised. He didn't care that Lydia flipped through his magic model. Even linguists on Earth could not analyze Azeroth's magical text. No matter how many more Lydia grows, she would definitely not understand it.

He only cared about Lydia's outfit.

Whether in Ain or in his impression, Lydia was wearing armor. Even at the banquet just now, Lydia was dressed in aristocratic decorative honorary leather armor, but now she was dressed in military uniforms and put on a very beautiful aristocratic uniform.

The clothes are a little tight, outlining a graceful figure. Because of martial arts, the lines in some places are so beautiful that they are explosively beautiful.

Anyang always thought that Lydia would look very good when dressed up. As expected, her lines were tight and her skin and muscles were trained all year round and she was absolutely unrivaled. In addition, she put on some light makeup, which looked amazing at first glance.

"It's so late, cousin, why are you here for me?"

Lydia's face darkened, "Why, are you disappointed to see me instead of those two little goblins?"

An Yang's heart twitched, but he had to resist and explained: "Of course not. My cousin is Ain's most important person. Of course, Ian hopes to see her cousin, but it's too late now. Shouldn't my cousin rest in his room?"

Lydia snorted coldly and pointed to the desktop: "When did you start learning these things?"

“A long time ago.”

“When was it a long time ago?”

"I had never met my cousin at that time, and the territory was not optimistic. In order to avoid danger, the Baron sent me to an old friend of his, a very mysterious man, from whom I inherited the power of the mysterious."

"I never thought that my Kofinoli family had a mysterious person who was only found in stories and legends." Lydia's tone gradually became low from some ridicule, and she was obviously not happy about it. "I heard from uncle, you are leaving?"

Anyang immediately twitched again.
Chapter completed!